A casual mention of my self-guided meditation practice always generates a lot of questions from my friends: What exactly do you do? Do you feel any benefits? How do you keep yourself from thinking about different things?
After sharing my experience with a few friends, I decided to write about it here.
According to Mihaly Csikszentmihalyi, in his book, Flow:
The state in which ppl are so involved in an activity that nothing else seems to matter; the experience itself is so enjoyable that ppl will do it even at great cost, for the sheer sake of doing it.
Quotes from the book:
We have a label for food with empty calories that can satisfy our hunger without nourishing our bodies. It’s called junk food.
We don’t really have a label for sensory inputs with mindless information that do little to nourish our minds. I’ll call them junk info streams.
Relatively speaking, I seldom use social media. But when I’m on it, I binge.
Deep depression causes a form of blindness.. blindness to your worth, how much you’re loved, and all the great possibilities yet to be explored.
Sometimes, fresh air, sunshine, and a phone call can go a long way.. how I wish you had called me, friend.
God, grant me the serenity to accept the things I cannot change,
Courage to change the things I can,
And wisdom to know the difference.
-Reinhold Niebuhr
I picked up an old journal that I kept while studying + working abroad in London. Wow, looking back on a day for the first time in six years is such a treat. Here’s my journal entry from 4/7/09, which was exactly 6 years ago:
The birds have vanished into the sky,
And now the last cloud drains away.We sit together, the mountain and I,
Until only the mountain remains.-Li Po
Sophie, who was sitting next to me, initiated the booing, and I chimed in. Soon, more and more people started booing, and the singer had to leave the stage. The interesting thing is that she wasn’t at all bad. The problem was that she wasn’t impressive.
The things I need
The things I want
The things I have
The things I hoard
The things I forget
The things I cherish
The things I try
The things I achieve
The things I hide
The things I forgive
As I get drunk off of just the aroma of this red wine,
I indulge in the fantasy of having you in my arms.
I normally walk hurriedly as I’m being stalked by time,
But then comes a respite that comes with my daydreams.
Jennifer Prufer
Templo de debod at sunset
One cool autumn night in 2011, I stepped out of my apartment to get some air, and somehow ended up walking around the city for an hour. The pictures aren’t bad considering I didn´t have a tripod, and used a point and shoot camera. Hope you enjoy the night photography! Evening photographs to come soon.
My mind becomes stagnant if my body is stagnant. After traveling, you notice that everything around you are manifestations of systems and products and culture created by others, e.g., the width of sidewalks, number of standard meals a day and their portions, tipping and pricing, decency, courtesy, and beauty. The ability to recognize the status quo and the potential keeps me creative.
